I'm sorry... I needed a break from Sleepless Predator... It's driving me INSANE! T.T Okay, after this, I'll go write on it, since my time limit is dropping. And to you who have no idea what I'm talking about, my time limit is a month, because I'm practicing for NaNoWriMo. And to those who don't know what NaNoWriMo is, it's National Novel Writing Month. Look it up, make an account, tell me about your novel, if you dare attempt it.

~sSs~

And in those three words, I felt so complete, like the world was finally right. He understood. He knew.

"Sasuke... don't you understand, now? Don't you get it?"

I smirk beneath the shadows, and he cannot see my eyes, full of a life I have never before had in them. I relish this moment.

"Do I have to say it again? Do I? Sasuke!"

He wants an answer... but should I respond? I should kill him while he's weak, while he's vulnerable like this. He expects my words. He wants to know... but he already knows, doesn't he? Maybe he just wants a confirmation that I agree with him. That we should've always shared that bond.

"Fine! I'll finish this battle in one move which proves my feelings. Then, you'll know. Then, I'll know that you feel the strength of my..."

In that one, tiny, four lettered word between 'I' and 'you', we can both make a sentence that perfectly decribes our relationship, just as it was always destined to be.

"... hate!"

My lift my chin, and he sees my bloody eyes. He sees, and knows that I could never agree more. This is how it was always meant to be!

"I hate teme, you fucking Uchiha! I hate your clan, I hate the Sharingan, I hate you!"

Yes, feel rage. Feel the hate that I always knew, and embrace it. When we fight this last time, when you die by my strength, the strength of my hatred, I will know that I have killed Uzumaki Naruto as a much stronger man. The one who knew loneliness with me, knew hatred with me, and who knew regret, with me: regret for ever thinking we could be friends.

"Everyone you murdered in front of me... everyone that I cared about, that cared about me... This time... I'm the avenger! And I'll kill you, bastard!"

Then, we dance... the dance of death, of rage, of loathing on the most intricate and dangerous level. I can only think of one technique most fitting for him to be destroyed with. "Chidori!"

He faces me. Down to the very simple base of his most powerful techniques lies the small seed of swirling chakra, called... "Rasengan!"

My Chidori draws long tails of streaming light, every inch a branch of my growing despise. We will always hate each other. Past our deaths, he will battle in the trenches of Hell, just to prove that our contempt was never lost.

Red swirls into his Rasengan, infecting it with that chakra that is created by a creature that can only feel hatred, a lust for death and blood and pain and odium.

We dance.

And as our song nears the climax, the world turns white.